IC Inbox: In the Night

[worthallthis]

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[policier]

( If anyone should be apologizing, it should be Javert. He was the one who asked an unfortunate question, and now, he doesn't know what to say to make up for it. He sits there awkwardly, tugging at the cuffs of his woolen coat before abruptly standing and saying, )

Let's not speak of it further. We both have our duties to return to.

[worthallthis]

[There's just so much irony at how soon after being told not to expect human warmth out of Javert that this conversation is happening. The Soldier is even more sure now that the warning was a lie. Javert is like Crowley in this one thing: both of them feel discomfort showing how much they care, but they both absolutely still care.

The Soldier picks themselves up with relief, watches Javert a moment from behind their hair, then offers a small smile before making their escape.

Good talk, even if stupid brain issues got in the way. And now they have things to think about.]